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When my brother told me that he was going to golf Pebble Beach with Pete, Keith and Cling I knew that that would be a good time for me to head back to Monterey to visit my old stomping grounds. The trip started off great as I had a great view of the sunrise through my plane window. I arrived 6 hours or so ahead of the gang so I immediately headed down the coast to my favorite rock to see the surf and the flowers. It was as beautiful as I remember so I ended up bringing everyone back there next day (see picture below). I actually believe that I would be content to live there in a tent and a warm sleeping bag. The rest of my trip involved driving the coast during the day while hanging out with the guys in the evening after their day of golf. It was amazing to see how much the town had changed and only one of the ladies that worked at the Mucky Duck remembered the good ole days of when it was The Rose and Crown and when I played for the pub team. Oh well, one is better than none! |
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